Circling behind a remnant wall, Zhang Jing took out the iron drill from the Mithril space.

The iron drill is 1.5 meters long, 1 centimeter thick, one end is as sharp as a dagger, and the other end is flat as a shovel.

Seeing Zhang Jing walking towards his son with such a murder weapon, Xu Jianying's heart was broken, the tiger poison does not eat children, how can he be an exception?

"Give me a new phone," Xu Jianying demanded, "I'll transfer you money, don't hurt my son."

This time, Xu Jianying really cooperated, and transferred the money he deposited in Maleshangya Bank to the Xiangjiang account designated by Zhang Jing, and the three transferred out accounts totaled about 2.45 billion R after conversion

In addition, Xu Jianying's wife had more than 10 million rice yuan in her account, and Zhang Jing didn't dare to take it, for fear of being touched by Shunteng.

After getting what he wanted, Zhang Jing took out a pistol from his pocket and walked up to the trembling young man to pull the trigger.

"Son," Xu Jianying said to the young man with tears in his eyes, "It's Dad who has bothered you, but fortunately, you have enjoyed everything you should enjoy, don't be afraid, Mom is already waiting for us, and I will come to accompany you soon."

Zhang Jing is not a cold-blooded animal, and only then did he press the trigger after Xu Jianying finished speaking.

With a slight gunshot, the boy was shot in the forehead and fell in a pool of blood.

Then Zhang Jing pointed his gun at Xu Jianying, and was about to shoot, persuading, "Be a good person in the next life."

"Wait," Xu Jianying stopped, "I have something to say."

Zhang Jing removed the muzzle of the gun.

Worried that he would not have a chance to finish, Xu Jianying said very quickly: "Someone lured me to defraud Fan Simin, and the other party also had a good idea, he only bought a house with a market value of 45 million yuan for only 21 million meters."

"Who?" Zhang Jing asked.

At this time, Xu Jianying looked at Sun Guo, who was using a pseudonym, his eyes were resentful, and his voice was cold: "I want him to die first!"

"You promise........." Sun Guo looked at Zhang Jing in horror, and before he finished his sentence, the gunshots rang out, and he was shot in the head at close range.

Killing Sun Guo, Zhang Jing lowered the muzzle of his gun, looked at Xu Jianying and promised, "Your father and son will be buried together."

Xu Jianying was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "This is actually what I want to hear the most before the end of my life, although it is very strange, I want to say - thank you."

Then Xu Jianying bit out Tong Di, Zhang Jing fulfilled his promise, and after using the animal incineration vehicle to dispose of the three corpses, he put the father and son together, put them in a container, and put them into the secret silver space.

After dealing with these, it was already noon, but Zhang Jing was not hungry at all, and his mood was very complicated, he actually killed a 14-year-old boy just to get his money back.

Sitting alone on the courtyard wall, looking at the sea, blowing a light breeze, sitting from noon until the sun went down, Zhang Jing finally defeated his demons, and then drove straight to the city.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I came to Wallingford Avenue, 1541, and met Wang Sisi.

"Uncle," a whole day passed, and Wang Sisi asked expectantly, "Did you catch that Meng Guo?"

"No, he's too cunning and slippery like a loach."

Seeing that Zhang Jing was mentally exhausted and his stomach was rumbling, he turned sideways and invited, "My mother is going back, you come in, I'll cook for you."

Zhang Jing did not refuse, and walked into the place where Wang Sisi lived in Los Angeles for the first time.

"This is what my mother bought when I was in elementary school," Wang Sisi said, pointing to the house, "The land area is 899 square meters, and the house area is about 450 square meters, which is not as good as the house that Simin sold, and it is not as big as the big house we saw yesterday afternoon."

"It doesn't matter how big the house is," Zhang Jing explained, "The reason why I look at a big house is because there are so many pets."

During the chat, the two walked into the first floor, the living room space behind the meniscus staircase, beige floor tiles, white walls, fabric sofas, it looked very warm.

Fan Simin was watching TV on the couch when he noticed Zhang Jing walking in, jumped up from the couch and asked, "Did Meng Guo catch it?"

"No," Zhang Jing shook his head, "he's too cunning."

Fan Simin couldn't hide his disappointed expression and pointed to the TV and said: "The TV said that there were two incidents in Irvine yesterday evening, one was broken down and the tenant was lost

Tracks;

another fire, in which the hostess and an African-American man died, and another 14-year-old boy went missing; I thought the missing tenant was Meng Guo, and you took him."

Xu Jianying was not mentioned on TV, it seems that as Edjia said, he may be a black household, usually low-key, and rarely goes out.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, Zhang Jing shook his head and cleared up the relationship, "I'm not a superman with my underwear outside, not to mention that I was watching the house with you at the time, and I couldn't arrest Meng Guo."

"I hope you're Superman," Vansmin wished, "so I don't suffer these bad things."

Wang Sisi became vigilant in a second, stepped forward to hug Zhang Jing's arm, and warned Fan Simin, "This is my boyfriend, don't have any illusions."

Because Wang Sisi interrupted, the atmosphere became more relaxed, and Zhang Jing asked Fan Simin, "Do you still have contact with Tong Di?"

"No, why did you mention him?" Fan Simin asked with a frown.

"Just ask," Zhang Jingdao, "I want to buy your house."

"But my house has been sold," Van Smin said, looking pessimistic, "how can I sell it to you?"

"I'll go to Tong Di and ask him to give you back the house."

"Ahh Fan Simin and Wang Sisi were surprised.

"What does Simin's house have to do with Tong Di when he sells it to a stranger?" Wang Sisi didn't understand and asked.

"Just imagine, how could it be so coincidental," Zhang Jing reminded, "Fan Simin just had an accident at home, and she was immediately targeted by a liar, and Tong Di must have played a disgraceful role in it."

"I—" Fan Simin rolled his eyes and fainted.

Then there was a rush again, Wang Sisi pinched people again, and put a towel on him, and it took a long time for Fan Simin to wake up.

At the same time, Tong Di was also watching the news, knowing that there were two residences in Irvine yesterday evening, one was invaded and the other was on fire, which made him feel a little uneasy, because he could no longer contact Xu Jianying.

Under normal circumstances, people who work normally, and students who go to school normally, are at most worried about making less money at work and not having good academic performance; You won't have to worry about being killed, and you don't have to panic every day.

Restless guys often have ghosts in their hearts, such as people who are out of the way.

Tong Di's father relied on fishing for the wrong door, that is, the naturalized player; The son inherited his father's business, and he also learned to get out of the way and find professional liars to cooperate with Fan Simin.

Of course, his behavior is not so bad, just pay attention and pick up a good house at half the price, which is not a great crime.

But, after all, it belongs to the wrong way, after all, he has done bad things, after all, he has taken ill-gotten gains, and there are ghosts in his heart who look at everyone like a policeman, watching the situation on TV, Tong Di is worried about being retaliated against.

After thinking about it, Fan Simin's father and brother have been arrested, and the rest of the family are all old, weak, sick and young, and this is a foreign country, so no one can do anything at all.

At this time, Tong Di didn't expect that one night later, someone would send him a "gift" just after dawn.